Three Line Tales, Week 196

Night of the Harvest Moon

We were always told never to walk alone in the woods on the night of the Harvest Moon.

Tonight here I am walking, alone, in the night, with only the orange glow of a fictional moon to guide me.

If I do not make it out of the woods tonight I hope that the next person listens when they are told to never walk alone in the woods on the night of the Harvest Moon.

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